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Intern at Habitus
by Joshua Ellison · 03/08/11
Habitus is offering two internship opportunities for organized, independent, globally minded individuals. As a small, independent publication with growing visibility and acclaim, we are able to offer highly personalized internships that will provide substantive experience, diverse responsibilities, and direct contact with our esteemed contributors around the globe. Both internships require a minimum commitment of two full days a week for a minimum of three months. These positions are unpaid.
Marketing and Development Intern:
• Help coordinate magazine events and promotions
• Develop strategic partnerships with other organizations
• Seek new fundraising partnerships
• Write and research grant proposals
• Manage subscriber database
Editorial Intern:
• Work with editor-in-chief on soliciting/editing content for our semiannual print issues and Web site
• Contribute to our blog
• Help manage rights and permissions
• Assist with pre-production for print issues
Requirements:
• Should have a working knowledge of the Jewish cultural landscape
• Should have passion for literature, arts and culture
• Must be a self starter, comfortable with a high degree of independence
• Excellent interpersonal skills and ability to thrive and lead in a fast-paced, loosely structured environment;
• Must have a clear passion for, understanding of, and personal connection to the mission and concept of the magazine
Please send resumes and cover letters to jobs@habitusmag.com. NO PHONE CALLS, PLEASE.
Leave a Comment Moaycr Scliar, 73
by Joshua Ellison · 03/01/11
A unique voice in Jewish literature passed away this weekend. The Brazilian writer Moaycr Scliar was a writer and physician. His novel The Centaur in the Garden was widely praised and included among the 100 Greatest Works of Modern Jewish Literature by The National Yiddish Book Center. According to a New York Times review:
This novel by the Brazilian writer Moacyr Scliar is reminiscent of the Chagall paintings in which the scenes of everyday Jewish life are tenderly and oddly transmuted into fantasy.
Global Graffiti
by Joshua Ellison · 02/23/11
Our dear friend, contributing editor, and resident polyglot David Sharp has just released the third issue of his online literary journal Global Graffiti. Readers of Habitus will feel a deep affinity with the magazine’s mission and description:
Our third issue of Global Graffiti features an exciting mix of essays, reviews, translation, poetry, fiction, and photography that focuses on migration in its various iterations. Migration has played an important role throughout human history, but it seems to be even more relevant today as we navigate increasingly globalized lives. It has also been a source of tension, especially in times like the present when economic problems tend to seek scapegoats. Nonetheless, the encounters caused by migration are productive sites for defining identities. The pieces included in this issue look at the subject of migration from a variety of perspectives, investigating how physical movement affects the individual migrant as well as the host societies.
Congrats to David and his collaborators. Be sure to read David’s essay, “Racism, Italian Style.” They also include a microfiction selection from another Habitus contributor, Ani Shua.
Becoming Berlin
by Joshua Ellison · 01/06/11
Memory is everywhere in Berlin, but history is curiously absent. There isn’t much to see that’s especially old. A few churches, a few grand buildings and statues, a few ominous relics, but otherwise the post-war and post-wall city is gray and mute. There are lots of places where significant things used to be: a cheerless park where Hitler’s bunker used to be; tidy streets that used to be bisected by the wall; endless holes in the ground and scaffolding and cranes.
A hundred years ago, the journalist Karl Scheffler famously wrote that Berlin was a “city condemned to becoming and never to being.” Even now, nothing looks quite finished. Berlin is always becoming something else, but it’s condemned precisely by what it had been before.
Even where the past has been all but erased, Berliners are constantly recording and remembering. Monuments, large and small, are everywhere. Berlin is perpetually retelling its own story. It’s how the city brands itself, in both senses of the word.
The Orphan Megacity
by Joshua Ellison · 08/26/10
If you need a taxi in Mexico City, you must follow the rules. First, never hail a cab on the street, even though hundreds could rocket past you in a given hour. Locals will tell you this with the certainty of death itself. They might do it from time to time— to save a few pesos or just for convenience—but they are horrified that you, a visitor, would even consider something so reckless. Everyone has a story to tell about a terrifying crime, usually a kidnapping but sometimes worse, that happened to someone who got into the wrong taxi.
Call your cab from a reputable dispatch. Some safety-minded people, and every tourist guidebook, will tell you that this isn’t enough: you need a few extra precautions. When you call the dispatch, ask for the taxi’s official registration number and the name of your driver. When the car arrives and you confirm the driver’s identity, take a look at the registration and, finally, make sure that number matches the license plate. If everything checks out, then you can be serenely on your way.
\”Is New York City the Diaspora?\” With André Aciman – New York, NY – 07/14/10
by Joshua Ellison · 07/14/10
Picture of the Day: Mexico City
Picture of the Day: Mexico City
by Joshua Ellison · 03/18/10
A driver sleeps in his bus in the mid-afternoon in Coyoacán, just around the corner from Frida Kahlo’s house. Also not far from here, Leon Trotsky was bludgeoned to death by a Soviet agent in his home.
The old colonial neighborhood still has a bohemian, intellectual character. Habitus contributors Margo Glantz and Pedro Meyer both live nearby.
Picture of the Day: Mexico City
by Joshua Ellison · 03/17/10
Children and families spend the afternoon in the Parque España in Condesa.
Last night, I had dinner with some Mexican friends who have both lived in the States. They complained about some of the nuisances of living in Mexico City, like the constant blackouts, crime, fearsome traffic, and the numbing bureaucracy. Life would be much easier in the States, they both acknowledged, but they couldn’t imagine leaving.
The reason was simple: “In Mexico, you never feel alone.”
